Shi Xiangyun, the tomboy who returned with Jia Cong and his wife, shook his two small braids, full of youthful vitality: "Brother Cong, no, good brother-in-law, I want it too!"

Jia Cong staggered and almost fell down. He turned around and looked at the young girl: "What do you want?"

"I'm publishing a book." Shi Xiangyun's big eyes widened: "I can write a pair, but I'm fine, they can't even rob me."

Jia Cong breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he was a little disappointed. He was really full of the conflicts and complex feelings of men. He smiled: "What is Sister Yun's name? The Shi family is strictly in charge after all. If you don't have anyone to help you with it, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to say it."

"My old friend, Sister Bao, was it for me. It's not convenient. Since I came here, of course I have to live with Sister Bao." Shi Xiangyun hummed in a muffled voice, which was very cute.

Jia Cong was speechless. Baochai had a crab banquet, which really attracted Xiangyun, a little fan, and no one told her that she was taboo about Lingfang. The nickname of Zhengxia is very appropriate. I heard that she was drunk and sleeping soundly, Jia Cong thought.

"That's what the old lady said, the Shi family used to have a zither pavilion, which was like this." Xue Baochai smiled: "My sister Yun and we opened a poetry club, recited poetry and essays, and they were just having fun in their spare time, so it doesn't matter whether we make money or not."

This is the case with the elegant life of the rich ladies, so Jia Cong naturally would not refuse and nodded in agreement.

After hearing that his cousin who was not very close to him in blood agreed, Shi Xiangyun clapped and smiled. On the way back to the east cross-yard from Grand View Garden, he saw that the couple seemed to have a lot to say, as if she was very annoying. Shi Xiangyun pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and left quietly reluctantly. Her maid Cuilu looked confused.

Jia Cong touched his nose and felt more speechless, but he thought: "Xiangyun lost his parents since childhood, and his parents died. Only Baochai treated her best when he came to Jia's house. No wonder she was so attached. She was just naive and didn't understand the world. However, it's good to be innocent and pure... This kind of girl is easiest to train..."

The young couple, who have been married for three or four years, have been walking side by side in the corridor of the courtyard gate. The autumn wind is bleak, and the beautiful wife, covered in silver, whispered: "When our son entered the palace under the imperial order, he saw that the current saint's wet nurse was listed under the empress dowager of the two palaces, and he almost wanted to respect each other... The inner supervisor told our eldest daughter that the wet nurse surnamed Gan had been named the wife of the saint by the saint."

"I have heard of it too. It's just that the matter in the palace is not allowed to be ignored. If you can, you should be deemed to be inauspicious." Jia Cong frowned slightly, thinking about the previous dynasty Zhu Jianshen and the nanny Wan Guifei of the nanny, and the Tianqi Zhu Youjiao's title of nanny Keshi, how many dynasties and generations have been changed, but some things have been reincarnated.

Xue Baochai stopped talking about this. Both of them thought that Xiren and Jia Baoyu also had similar feelings. Baochai said, "What are you thinking?"

"It's another deeper thing." Jia Cong sighed: "Now Emperor Hongde Long Qian was not educated by a regular emperor. Recently, Eunuch Liu sent a message and Eunuch Ge Zhao taught him in the "Book of Shangjun". In the future, we are ministers and the people of the world, and it is difficult to deal with it. Things in the world are changing, and people will always change."

"Is it so powerful?" Xue Baochai was surprised. Jia Cong rarely saw her as surprised. After all, this beautiful wife is very knowledgeable and well-read, but she really can't see some books, let alone Jia Cong has accumulated hundreds of years of accumulation in his later generations?

"Of course." Jia Cong hugged his chest with his hands and said, "Shang Yang's name is left in history. What's so great is not only the reform and power of the country, but also the five techniques of controlling the people. It is the real imperial study. For thousands of years, it has been tried and tested by the people of this land of China..."

"If you ask my husband, I will teach you." Jia Cong was good at temptation.

Shang Yang's five techniques of controlling the people are ancient and mysterious, and the version is mixed. Xue Baochai has never heard of it. She moved her lips and felt a strong curiosity in her heart, but she said: "I am not a rare person. I don't say I am not a man, and I can't use it. Even if I do, I don't want to read too much, which will ruin my mind and change my mind. Besides, I don't need to control the people."

"It's not clear, my wife will need it in the future, and it's unknown." After entering the house, she carefully admired the spotless and spotless woman in the rich family, holding two croches, looking down, her face full moon was dizzy, and the combination of Duan Shu and maturity was fascinating. Jia Cong kneaded her twice, blew her breath in her ears, and whispered: "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you now, and this shop will be gone after passing this village."

Xue Baochai was full of eyes and ears, and she was scolding her.

A small separation is better than a newlywed, and the girl is filial. At this time, Baochai's charm is undoubtedly very attractive. The young couple also wished to turn around and be intoxicated by the gentleness, but everyone knew it was inappropriate. After teasing for a while, they discussed some things, it would be fine. Of course, Jia Cong couldn't help but talk and touch each other.

The autumn of Xinsi in the second year of Hongde was very cold, especially when the cold dew and frost fell.

Xue Baochai heard that her husband talked about the miraculous effects of Shang Yang's five techniques of controlling the people, so she collected them privately. This book is very difficult to get a good version, and it is complicated and complicated. It has been deleted, added and modified by several people in history.

However, with the current situation of Jia and Xue family, there are people who are eager to help, and come to the door, and they are connected with them and cling to the powerful.

"One people, weak people, tired people, humiliating people, poor people..."

Sitting quietly in Tiekan Temple, men and women living in the yard of the filial piety room, Xue Baochai's round and bright Shui Xing stared at her eyes without blinking, muttering to herself, thinking with an erotic thought, "The concerns of my husband are not without reason. If the current emperor, the emperor, can learn and flexibly use the emperor's mind, he will still give it to the people now. In the near future, he will give it to officials such as his husband."

In the ear room where another spiritual room in the Tiekan Temple is built outside the spiritual room, Jia Cong is a Buddhist {auspicious lying}, with his tongue facing the upper palate and his face facing west. He also carelessly browsed the "Book of Shangjun", sighed melancholy, and sat silently.

He also had no intention of thinking whether it was the emperor who volunteered to study and search, or Ge Xuanli and Zhao Kang who was favored for favor.

During this period of stopping the spirit and mourning, he really learned to be clear-headed and have few desires.

After all, he is not old enough to be too young.

I remember the "Avoid sex" in my previous life. There are millions of people who have lost their lives and have been sitting late and sitting for a long time. I must be wary of it.

He has not lost his body so far. He knows that it is actually nutrition and no contribution to exercise. However, it is not possible to be in love with all women in this way. Traditional Chinese medicine says that the kidney is responsible for the marrow and the brain is open. If kidney deficiency occurs, there will be many diseases, which is definitely not a false cloud.

The eight-stage Jinqiang kidney skills, Ziwu health care stance, and Buddhism’s auspicious lying on the big side of the kidneys and nourishes the kidneys, and sticks to the essence gate. It is even more powerful than taking medicine. However, you have to persist in practicing the exercises and endure hardships.

Let go of everything, including publishing books, the struggle between the court and the family, etc., quietly read books, practice martial arts, and keeping filial piety. Time is like a stream of water, dripping, and the trickle of water cannot be traced back, even if it is backward back, it is no longer the time.

When the cold wind blew outside the door, a cold and handsome young man in the martial arts world moved like the wind and drifted in, almost blowing out the dim candlelight inside the house.

"I said that you will be retribution sooner or later." Liu Xianglian, who was handsome and handsome, stood with her arms in her arms:

"The so-called standing like a pine tree, walking like a wind, sitting like a bell, and lying like a bow. This auspicious lying is good for strengthening the kidneys."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Where is retribution? I am still early to collect my guns now. However, I calculated the age of the emperors who can be verified in the years of birth and death. It is more than 200, and the average age is only about thirty."

"The emperor has the best imperial physician in the world and a magic pill, but he still only lives for so long. It can be seen that indulging in too much desire will lead to retribution." Liu Xianglian said.
Chapter completed!